Collection of Irish Song Lyrics
Phil Greene O
Copyright: 2000
When I was just a child my dad would take me by the hand
All the times he held me steady through this cold and rocky land
I would hold his hand so tightly as he would guide me on my way
it's these memories, will never fade away
I remember your September leaves, soon began to change
it was then that you secured the help of this old wooden cane
And the snow so ever softly, began to fall into your hair
As you began your walk through Autumn's air
You have spent your lifetime protecting me from harm
when your steady hand was placed into my own
And times when we're apart, as simple as it seems
It's your memory that guides me Phillip Greene
As November days grew ever short and winter called your name
You traded in your earthly trails for ones to come your way
And our Springtime walks through memories became the ties that bind
As I watched you slip away while by your side
Now as my September leaves fall softly to the ground
Your guiding hand still leads me with this memory I've found
When I hold the steady handle of the cane that was Phil Greene's,
it's your hand and not a handle that I hold when e're I dream
You will spend my lifetime protecting me from harm
when your steady cane is placed into my hand
And times when we're apart, as simple as it seems
It's your memory that guides me Phillip Greene
Written for my friends Kay and Ben Demott. While Ben came to Ireland for the 1st time, Kay stayed home with her dying father, Phil Greene. When Ben called home from Shannon airport in the final hour we were in Ireland, Phil passed on. (By the way, Kay insisted that Ben and their daughter go on the trip). Months later, Kay's siblings presented her with Phil's cane. Kay needs the use of a cane every now and again. The cane was festooned with shamrocks and ribbons painted on. The song was written for Phil's one year anniversary of his passing.
